Post by Maxsuz Argin on Feb 18, 2024 20:19:49 GMT -5
The fenoraga technique had proven its effectiveness by crushing the mad scientist against the arena's walls. The damage was severe enough to even open a hole on the side of his tsufurujin armor, as well as knock him unconscious for a couple of seconds. The opponent summoned his aura and pressed yet another hidden button on his suit, which began repairing itself slowly. He had come up with a new plan, Maxsuz could tell.
The former terrorist released a series of metal wires from his gauntlet and started running around the hyera. All the while, he would leave a trail of wires on his path, as the Argin would continue to observe his every movement with attentious focus.
"More wires? You don't have anything better to show me?"
Once he had set up enough, the elder warrior pulled all wires circling Otama, pulling all of them into his body to restrain him. The himônus was curious as to what that plan would entail, and if it had potential to hurt him, and so allowed himself to get bound in that trap. The swordsman would wait patiently for something to grit his teeth on. His reward was simple flamethrower burst which barely burned him at all, the wounds being healed by his regeneration factor faster than they would grow more severe.
Enraged and outraged by what felt like some sort of joke to him, the hulking dragon man roared and screamed, turning and contorting himself until he managed to grab a hold of one of the wires. With his incredible strength, he would use that cable pull himself out of that trap. He dropped on his knees, breathing heavily, not from exhaustion, but from rage, and stared at the tsufurujin with killing intent.
"Is this some kind of joke to you? I'm giving you one more chance to actually show me your trump card, your max power, everything you have, or you will die here and now..."
The former terrorist released a series of metal wires from his gauntlet and started running around the hyera. All the while, he would leave a trail of wires on his path, as the Argin would continue to observe his every movement with attentious focus.
"More wires? You don't have anything better to show me?"
Once he had set up enough, the elder warrior pulled all wires circling Otama, pulling all of them into his body to restrain him. The himônus was curious as to what that plan would entail, and if it had potential to hurt him, and so allowed himself to get bound in that trap. The swordsman would wait patiently for something to grit his teeth on. His reward was simple flamethrower burst which barely burned him at all, the wounds being healed by his regeneration factor faster than they would grow more severe.
Enraged and outraged by what felt like some sort of joke to him, the hulking dragon man roared and screamed, turning and contorting himself until he managed to grab a hold of one of the wires. With his incredible strength, he would use that cable pull himself out of that trap. He dropped on his knees, breathing heavily, not from exhaustion, but from rage, and stared at the tsufurujin with killing intent.
"Is this some kind of joke to you? I'm giving you one more chance to actually show me your trump card, your max power, everything you have, or you will die here and now..."
Post Count | 8 |
Word Count | 327 |
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Turn Start
Battle Phase
Turn End
Stats | Traits | Sparkings ▰ | Items |
▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 250% | Extraterrestrial ▰▰ | Frenzy | Hetap ▰ |
▰▰▰▰▰▰ KP | Durability ▰ | Fenoraga | |
▰▰▰▰▰▰ MP | Out of This World | ||
325.000 PL | Tenacious ▰ | ||
Hyera Form Controlled Árula | Trump Card ▰ |
Battle Phase
Category | Name | Stats | Modifiers | Result |
Enemy Attack | ||||
Support | ||||
Defense | ||||
Attack |
Turn End
Stats | Traits | Sparkings ▰ | Items |
▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 250% | Extraterrestrial ▰▰ | Frenzy | Hetap ▰ |
▰▰▰▰▰▰ KP | Durability ▰ | Fenoraga | |
▰▰▰▰▰▰ MP | Out of This World | ||
325.000 PL | Tenacious ▰ | ||
Hyera Form Controlled Árula | Trump Card ▰ |